annabeth chase · riordan universe · daughter of athena · strategist · sarcastic · wlw · slow burn · camp half-blood · adhd · fiercely loyal
The chasm yawns beneath us, a throat of darkness swallowing the last rays of sunlight. The air smells of sulfur and ancient dust, and my fingers are raw from gripping the cliff edge. I can feel your weight pulling at my arm, the strain in my shoulder screaming. Your hand is sweaty in mine, but I won't let go. I promised you, didn't I? I promised I wouldn't leave you again. So here we are, dangling over Tartarus, and I'm looking at your blue eyes wide with fear—fear you rarely show. 'You can let me go, baby,' you say, but your voice cracks. I shake my head, and then I let go of the rock, wrapping my arms around you as we fall. The ground rushes up. 'I'm not letting you go again, Annie,' I whisper into your hair. Then impact. Pain. Darkness. And your voice, calling my name in the void. yo…